Poem: Moonborn

It has been a long time that I didn't write readworth poems... The program of the holidays is kinda fulfilling itself. So, it's time to share one of my work of the last night.     Moonborn Moonborn who's dead in daylight Screamed, for no reply despite. C'mon! Who would reply someone Whose words are … Continue reading Poem: Moonborn


Puli: The Hungarian Jing-Jang

Black and white are the colors of photography. To me they symbolize the alternatives of hope and despair to which mankind is forever subjected. - Robert Frank I start this post a little bit methaphorically. To help you in understanding, I tell you that I focus on my black mood these days. I observe the … Continue reading Puli: The Hungarian Jing-Jang